Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3227

Over 50 Divine Alchemists' disciples shouted in unison, raised their weapons, and surged forward.

However, before they could make their move, Nyx appeared like a phantom, flashing rapidly through the hall.

Her speed was pushed to the absolute limit.

Not only were the ordinary disciples unable to track her, but even Titus and the other two Divine Alchemists' elders felt their vision blur and could not lock onto her.

Then, her enchanting figure reappeared beside Andrew. It was as if she had not moved at all. However, the next instant, a series of dull thuds rang out as all 50 or so carefully selected elite disciples of the Divine Alchemists fell to the ground.

They were dead. Every single one of them had their throat slit, killed in one clean strike, ruthless and precise to the extreme.

"Damn it!" Titus turned deathly pale as cold sweat instantly drenched his body.

The other two Divine Alchemists' elders flew into a rage, their eyes burning with fury.

50 of their core disciples had died without even getting a chance to fight, so how could they not be enraged?

The two elders struck at the same time, blasting toward Nyx.

Nyx's expression remained calm as the blue-glowing dagger in her hand emitted a faint shimmer. She vanished from where she stood, and when she reappeared, the dagger was already pressed against one elder's throat.

"What on…"

That elder was at the peak of martial emperor level, just one step away from becoming a martial god. Yet he never expected to be subdued in a single move, without even touching the hem of Nyx's garment.

The other elder's expression darkened. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared at Andrew, "Let him go!"

The Divine Alchemists had originally prepared everything thoroughly, just waiting for Andrew to show up for a final confrontation. None of them had expected that in the first exchange, they would be completely defeated.

Some were dead, others captured. They were utterly outmatched, and humiliating so.

Such a massive disparity of strength left Titus and the two elders suffocated with humiliation that threatened to make them explode.

Titus shot to his feet, his aura erupting. "Andrew, tell your subordinate to release our elder!"

Andrew smiled faintly. "You don't look nearly as calm as you did just now. Why don't you just keep opposing me?"

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